Hearing this remark.
A crack instantly appeared in the aloof mask Ryu had been desperately clinging to.
"Th-this is a normal occurrence!"
"Really?"
Rin looked deeply skeptical.
"..."
Ryu had no choice but to steel herself, pick up a pair of tongs, and attempt to lift one piece to show everyone.
However.
The moment the tongs made contact.
*Crack.*
A crisp sound.
The long-carbonized bread couldn't withstand any touch at all.
Right before everyone's eyes.
It crumbled into pieces.
Black powder.
Drifted down.
Like a fall of black snow.
"..."
The wind stopped.
Or rather.
It was because the air around the table had become so thick and heavy that even the wind didn't dare to intrude.
"Um..."
Rin raised a trembling hand, pointing at the plate, her face looking even more miserable than if she were crying.
"M-Miss Elf..."
"I know this is very rude."
"But..."
"How on earth was this made?"
"I mean, I'm an amateur, but even if you just threw bread into an oven, it shouldn't char this uniformly, right?"
"..."
Ryu's body froze.
"Because..."
"The kitchen here..."
Ryu bit her lip, her voice growing smaller.
"The magic stone stoves are too complicated to operate..."
"I... I couldn't quite understand them..."
"And those pots and pans..."
"They're too delicate, I was afraid of breaking them..."
"So..."
"I thought, since it's cooking, as long as the food gets cooked, it should be fine!"
"So..."
"I just lit a fire in the backyard..."
"And... grilled them directly over an open flame..."
"..."
Dead silence.
A silence even more prolonged than before.
"O... open flame? Directly?"
"Did you throw the bread into the fire?!"
"This isn't cooking at all!"
"..."
Hearing this, the last bit of Ryu's stubbornness was extinguished by this bucket of cold water.
She silently bowed her head.
"Yes..."
"I'm very sorry..."
"I overestimated my abilities..."
Ryu's voice was filled with defeat.
Half an hour later.
Just as the group of girls began entering the kitchen to fend for themselves.
Tsubaki Cobrand rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned as she walked down the stairs.
The first thing she saw was the green figure quietly sweeping the corner of the main hall, sweeping at the floor.
"Hm?"
Tsubaki Cobrand was puzzled for a moment, then her single eye scanned the area.
Finally, it landed on the tray that hadn't been cleared away yet next to the dining table.
A little bit of black powder still remained there.
"?"
Tsubaki Cobrand walked over, pinched a bit of black ash with her fingers, and brought it to her nose to smell it.
That familiar burnt, bitter smell made her frown.
"What is this?"
"Where did this charcoal ash come from?"
"First thing in the morning..."
"Who has the leisure to burn charcoal at home for fun?"
"..."
Hearing this.
Ryu, who was sweeping in the corner, stiffened.
...
In the end.
Today's breakfast trouble was finally smoothed over by the flurry of activity as a group of girls rushed into the kitchen.
Although it wasn't exactly a delicacy.
It was at least more like human food than the plate Ryu had served, which had been roasted directly over an open flame until it turned to carbon.
"It's simple."
Heimdall turned around.
"Kirukiru."
"Are you full?"
"Yes."
Kirukiru Amou put down her napkin and looked up slightly, her eyes as dark as ink gazing calmly at Heimdall.
"Since you're full."
Heimdall smiled, stepped aside, and gestured towards the wide hall in front of them.
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